A Saint Would Rather Starve

Than Give Up His Faith

I fast the waters and food of the earth,

I live only by faith,

Without the fruits of the earth,

I fast the flesh and earthly things,

I give my love only to thee,

I sit before the heavens without waters that touch my tongue.

I live on faith before thee my God,

I give to thee my soul and heart,

My sanctuary is full with great love,

I feed thy poor, an heal the sick,

I pray for guidance, my mission shall be complete,

I sit by the rock awaiting thou call,

I teach the words of thou great love,

I bow to the east, beneath thy sun.

I cry for the blind that they may see.

Thy love is greater than the sea,

Thy sanctuary sets a place for thee,

Songs of the heaven I sing to thee.

My tears cry the blood that thy shed for thee.

Morality, virtues, branded within my skin.

Thy faith is greater than life,

I give to thee.

Copywriter 2002

I fast the waters and food of the earth,

I live only by faith,

Without the fruits of the earth,

I fast the flesh and earthly things,

I give my love only to thee,

I sit before the heavens without waters that touch my tongue.

I live on faith before thee my God,

I give to thee my soul and heart,

My sanctuary is full with great love,

I feed thy poor, an heal the sick,

I pray for guidance, my mission shall be complete,

I sit by the rock awaiting thou call,

I teach the words of thou great love,

I bow to the east, beneath thy sun.

I cry for the blind that they may see.

Thy love is greater than the sea,

Thy sanctuary sets a place for thee,

Songs of the heaven I sing to thee.

My tears cry the blood that thy shed for thee.

Morality, virtues, branded within my skin.

Thy faith is greater than life,

I give to thee.

Copywriter 2002

Within These Walls

By Jacqueline Amos

Within these wall I say to thee.

The foundation that is left to thee.

The ceilings of truth shall prevail thy love.

Within these walls thy heart speaks.

Within these walls there have been many coats.

Within these walls I have been preserved for a greater war

.

There shall be no conversance if the foundation shall crumble and fall.

Let thy walls be the strength of thy rock.

Let thy cover bring beauty to all.

Let not the frame confuse thy thoughts.

Let not the windows become dirty that surround  within thy walls.

The foundation is strong that you may not fall.

Within these walls the scars have faded within the surface of thy coat.

The glossy paint that creates the surface for which it stands.

Within these walls I give to thee.

The greatness of a man. Within these walls.

Copywriter 2002

Sins Of Human Birth

Author Jacqueline Amos

Dark as the tunnel which I drawl , the light that brings life.

Thy travels from heavens to earth, the love that embrace.

The past has return to life, the scars of a past  continues to repeat the same mistakes.

Resurrection of a soul that lives, to complete the missions of the pass life.

Indoctrinations of the rules which must be held. The decay of a world that awaits my growth. Sins of the fathers that reigns within its on curse.

Expression ecological and planetary perspectives, sacred places of thy fathers trust.

Every person a mission , everything a purpose mind and spirit shall re-group.

Balancing the mind of the universe. Gods spoken words un rehearse.

The beat of the Universe flows fiercely, fascinations of the living breath.

Death becomes life in a world order of complexity within the diversity of the soul of men. Strength of justice shall sing on the mountain of Calvary. Be still and rewrite the past which continues to repeat.  The fires of belligerency , the voices of rotten death.

I cry , I cry , I cry, strong until the light shall over power the dark.

To die in hell is to survive the sins of the human birth.

In hell has no fury in disguise of a people that returns from the ancient dust.

The wound is deep, dark as the night, bandage of darkness, the sins have fell upon the knew entries of life. Chants of the haunting births of death, that lingers for the new victims which arrive. Desolating the curse of a new life.

The soul of breath takes a new diversions of the next life, subsiding the kinship which follows in its light. Moist upon thy universe the foundations has fallen within the pits of hell. The cloak which has tarnish God spoken words. To do are to dye, to live are to change, to repeat a living death. Thy torch that renders the ceremony of new breath, the reflections of a darken past. Within the realms of instant death.

I the soul of man, I the resurrections of the past, I the spoken words sin of human birth, oh thou devils son’s of vows, creations of darkness that sets upon the earth.

The blind mans speak out of sight out of mind. Inheritance that is tossed away.

Visioning man theories of what is right.  Pleading of a thousand souls, listen as they roam upon the night. Battle cries death to belligerency.

The faceless tribe imbibing the draught of hypocrisy.

Everyday of humanity is a vision of the promise that God gives to man. The oppressed will no longer be sadden of the past.

Human kindness will be the feast of great men. Yesterday dreams, will be tomorrows visions.

Sweet Smells of glory. The miracle of life. Through the eyes of the almighty, the deep breaths from the endless immensity of the seas.

copywrite 2002